Six Years Ago…

The Brothers Gallo Gassing Up Six years ago today, on a similarly sunny and cloudless Tuesday, reality took a face plant.  Full impact into NYC’s downtown.  I almost forgot. But I didn’t.  I flinched, at the sight of it again on tv.  Who would think the images in motion still inflict such instant visceral reactions?  The sense memory most triggered is smell – the scent of burnt and destroyed things that hung on for... Read More